Praise Jebus! Here I am about five minutes after the magical wonderful electro power guys put a new transformer on the pole outside, enjoying as much of the feisty stuff as I can. Yesterday our power went out, on the last day of a HEAT WAVE. I've experienced heat waves before, but now I live in THE DESERT, see, and it's a whole different ballgame. When the power goes off here, you really understand that you've basically violated natural law like unto colonizing Mars or something. I was the most miserable mofo last night trying (and utterly failing) to get to sleep. It wasn't even the AC I missed, it was the fans. It turns out our apartment has the natural airflow of a block of amber. Eventually I hauled the couch cushions out to the porch to try to find some relief, which, while it provided an amusing sight for Julie this morning, didn't really work.But now we're good! Woo to the muthafrakkin' hoo. That's the reason I was invisible on the blog this fine Tuesday. I'll try to catch myself up now.
May the Force be with you, Nikola Tesla.
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Any time I'm bored or tired I've been coming back to this photo and it perks me right up.
That's hilarious, man.
Ha!
We didn't use our A/C once this year as Lauren doesn't believe in it for some reason. Fortunately our downstairs stays curiously cool, even in the 100 degree weather.
Well, it may even amuse you more that the hairdryer isn't even on. My hair just accomodatingly stayed like that. The catch was, because of which direction my hair parts, I had to hold the camera in my right hand upside down. Glad you liked it.
I'm going to have to do more blog catch-up tomorrow because I caught up on sleep as much as I could and now I have to get my ass to work.
It was soooooooooooo hot.
Last night we couldn't watch TV or listen to the stereo, so we sat in the pitch black dark and listened to the Dept. of Water & Power dudes up on that pole. That was our evening's entertainment. It was actually pretty fun, especially at the triumphant moment when they got the transformer up!
Yeah Lauren's position on AC has never made a lick of sense. It's basically, "I don't believe in it so therefore the rest of you have to be uncomfortable!" You should tell her you don't believe in hygiene.
What's so funny about this post is that you're psyched to get the electricity cranking again, which is what doomed you all in the first place.
Octo, you spelled your name wrong in the title of this post, you illiterate faggot!
I love it when she talks dirty.
I know you're all bummed that Octopuk is still giving us the silent treatment, but that's me in the fridge there, not him.
I'm actually with Lauren on this one; I think that in all but the most extreme cases you're just as well off with good air flow, and you're using less money and doing better by the environment. Unfortunately LA is in "extreme case" mode pretty much all the time.
You might hold that opinion on AC but what if you have friends come over and say, "Hey man, can I turn on the AC, I'm sweating like a pig", would you say "no"?
Hey Octo, haven't you had a fan running continuously for the past 20 years? You caused the blackout!
Octo is a fan junkie.
And I distinctly remember visits to him in NYC when he had an AC and it was beastly and he did not turn it on.
Not so anti-AC now, are you Mr. Desert Dweller?
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